There is an explanation
But I can’t tell you that
I can’t tell you because
I would be speaking to
silence
When reality is more
imaginative than the
subconscious because
the conscious can’t
focus
is it letting go?
Or protection?
is it right or wrong?
Is it open space
or a wall incorrectly
placed
It’s a heart beat stopping half way
And a stale air
Unable to escape
an eclipse of the soul
Nothing you would ever want
Sometimes the undertow becomes more powerful
than love itself
And you need the
Crashing tides to become more
stagnant
The Bee Keeper 